Sometimes I feel like messages are intended just for me.

Today my friend, K, had a link to this sermon on her Facebook page.

Breathing Room

I listened while I worked on creating a presentation and forms for a training session here at work.

I was convicted.  I noted the irony between the sermon and my multi-tasking through listening.

This was meant for me.  I get it.  I want to apply it.  I need some breathing room.